Latest Erotic Stories

Even in the middle of the night, Kaylee is more than ready to prove her love for Joy.

I glued my lips onto her and took off her bra too. I dropped it, and immediately pressed our boobs together. We made out and placed our hands onto one another's butts. She caressed my bare ass, but I scrubbed hers as hard as I could through her undergarments. 'No thong? She usually wears one, but I guess not tonight. These silk panties of hers do feel good on my skin though. Yes, this hot...Read On

What is it about this Victorian book that makes Harry do such uncharacteristic things?

The must of old linen and wood pulp soothed his heightened senses. It stilled the tingle of anticipation in the pit of his stomach. Frobisher would be waiting for him, the lecherous crook. Thick with a stale odour of pipe tobacco, it fired memories of their battles of wits, a long time ago. The gothic styled vaulted ceilings still carried the soot of centuries. Once a chapel, this...Read On

March 19th, Dear Diary, I've begun to lack empathy. Especially for the men that I toss myself between. I give no sympathy for their plights against hurting me. I hear their complaints and reservations, their pleading voices begging to show me something more, but I do not listen. Their instructions are always the same - do as I say, or get out. Some of them walk out with the intention...Read On

Cindy was fast asleep as I undressed and eased myself into the bed, trying not to wake her. She had planned a romantic evening together but, being on call, I ended up working well past midnight on this one Friday. I knew I would have to do something special to make up for it to her the next night, but all I really wanted to do was sleep. I closed my eyes and drifted off quickly. At some...Read On

I have always turned on by the idea of being on show in front of an audience. And I have always fantasised about being punished in public - in English schools, including expensive private schools like mine, corporal punishment has long been banned and I have always regretted this. We have a school museum (it is that sort of really old, prestigious school), and there are various canes and...Read On

I was surprised when Javon called to tell me to meet him at the snack bar. He never wanted us to be seen together on post. He usually just wanted to come over and fuck my brains out! He told me to come in a half hour so I didn't have time to get all dolled up for him, and wasn't sure how sexy I wanted to be in public and on post. Since Richard had just left post and even the army under...Read On

When Erik was at Stockholm College of Arts he never thought that he would be making a good career by producing custom made pornography. But now, some years later that's exactly what put money, good money, in his bank. He produced videos of the precise action his clients asked for, and in most case, it featured the client. He had a few competitors across Europe but what made his services...Read On

Sitting at the bar one evening Brian was bored but as horny as hell. The place wasn’t exactly pumping and the few guys that were there weren’t registering anything above four on his lust-o-meter. He had formerly been to bed with two of the men milling about, but those encounters had been infinitely forgettable. Lifting his glass he sipped the last bit of wine before putting the empty glass...Read On

A viking raider's wife gets more than she expected when her husband plunders a beautiful slave girl.

Author's note: the Icelandic character þ is called a 'thorn' and is pronounced 'th'. So þrall is pronounced 'thrall'. The warm water pours from my ladle and sluices over his rippling muscles, carrying away with it the blood and grime and sweat and sea-salt. I caress his body with a soft rag. He has the hard muscles of a swordsman, and the pale scars too: they criss-cross his chest and back...Read On

I had known Carol since she was a small child when she had come to live next door with her brother Peter and the woman I assumed was her mother. We later learned that Carol was actually Rachel's goddaughter and that she had accepted the responsibility for her care and upbringing when both her parents were killed in a motor accident. Although she had no close relatives, Rachel had never...Read On

6: Pussy galore. For some reason, the final session of the week with all four of us together was to take place at my bungalow; which wasn't the original plan at all. But, well, things, you know, kind of just ended up happening this way. The distractions of the day had passed and the evening belonged to just our little gang of insatiable sexpots. We had arranged to meet up at six as I had...Read On

You’ve gone into Dublin very early. You had stuff to do, but now that is all cleared and you are at a corner of St Stephen’s Green. There’s a hotel, The Sherbourne, a Victorian ‘Grand Dame’ it’s described as and it is, all polished wood and brass. You pop in – well a girl has to after all that coffee! On the way out, you see into the breakfast room, to the left of the main door on your...Read On

My college girlfriend is a slut who enjoys fucking other guys while I watch.

My name is Dan, I'm twenty-four years old, and I'm a cuckold. Prior to getting married two years ago, I was sexually stimulated when my college girlfriend, with my encouragement, fucked other guys. And I'm now in a constant state of arousal knowing that my wife thoroughly enjoys fucking other men. I am a very horny guy. I beat off at least once, if not twice, every day. I am addicted to...Read On

I sat in my favourite bar sipping at my glass of Chardonnay; I had been coming to ‘The R Lounge’ for a couple of years. I watched the guy talking to his friends across the room. They were all dressed with a bit if style but he had caught my attention. He was wearing trousers with a casual blue and black stripped shirt. He was probably five feet nine inches tall. He had an average build; not...Read On

I open my mouth and suck you greedily into my mouth as you pull me into you...

My heart is thumping out of my chest as I wait for you. My knees ache from sitting on them for so long, but the pain quickly fades to the back of my mind when I hear you come back into the room. The door opens and the cold air from the hallway enter, carressing my bare skin, making my nipples ache for the warmth that has now faded. You close the door and walk to me, stopping six inches from...Read On

Kas opened her eyes and blinked. The cabin was dimly lit, and she was no-longer secured to the bed. She accessed the datanet and checked the local time. 15:00, so she assumed that the low lighting was a power-save thing. Either that or the pilot was being considerate and letting her take a nap. That seemed unlikely to Kas, but it was always possible. The last time she’d checked it had...Read On

I eased into the warm and bubbling water and sat on the ledge along the perimeter of the enormous hot tub. I leaned my head back and stared up at the Jamaican sky filled with more stars than I had ever seen before in my life. It was quiet except for the sound of the water and the quiet murmurs of the few guests that surrounded me. It was the end of a very long day. We had crawled out of bed...Read On

Emma and Kate were still rubbing their bottoms and tears were still streaming out of their eyes as Dan and Lana were told to go to one of the blankets to give each other an orgasm before their spanking. Miss East spoke to both Emma and Kate. She asked carefully, "You too both seemed to enjoy being spanked, although to be fair you didn't look as though you enjoyed the belt anywhere near as...Read On

This story is a follow on from Reaching, happening after my wife and I first opened our marriage up. I woke up the next morning in my bed. At first I was a little hazy on the details of what happened the night before. As I laid there on my back, I started remembering more details, my mind started to try and convince me that none of it had happened, that it was all a dream. There’s no...Read On

Sue and I had moved to the west for me to take up an executive position in a large company. We had invited Marg to visit us in our new home. Although Sue didn’t know it I was aware that Marg intended staying. Her good friend, Cherie was coming with her. My vasectomy had been reversed before I had moved west and the operation had been successful. Sue and I planned to have our third...Read On

The time finally arrived for Judy and I to take our trip to Atlanta. We were using my truck and trailer to go and pick up some equipment for our kids’ school. The principal and I made an arrangement where my company would install the equipment for the cost of the materials. Judy and I were to meet after we had both dropped our kids off at school. Bryan, Judy’s husband, arrived at my house...Read On

While I was in high school, my aunt and uncle used to call me “Marian the librarian,” and predicted that’s what I would become. I knew nothing about The Music Man, a musical of bygone era, in which a traveling salesman invades a wholesome Midwestern town and attempts to steal the heart of Marian, the town librarian. Out of idle curiosity, I watched it one day, and enjoyed it very much indeed....Read On

Brandon sat in bed and admired the view he had of Annie in the bathroom. She was standing at the sink, bent over ever so slightly. The old t-shirt of his that Annie had on was riding up, so much so that Brandon could see where her legs met the curve of her cheeks. He smiled, still wrapping his head around the fact that Annie was his girlfriend. Brandon and Annie, short for Annabelle, had...Read On

Needless to say, Rosie offered me a job at Marchmont Ladies, the upmarket escort agency which she ran out of her tenement flat. And of course I was happy to accept, if a little apprehensive as to what to expect; glossy brochures and easy words are all very well, but reality can be quite messy, and who knows what sort of man I'd have to pretend to like. Still, the money was excellent. I'd...Read On

Julie and Jenny off to college now Bev and I venture out of the Fuck House…

The first year the girls were off to college, Bev and I continued to party with certain neighbors and a few of Julie’s High School friends. Beverly was now the official MILF and had fucked almost every varsity sports player in the high school. I had a list of sophomore sixteen-year-old girls that never seemed to cease. I was known as ‘Mr. D.’ and sometimes called ‘Daddy’ by a few of the...Read On

I was supposed to be baby sitting , not baby- making. He was supposed to be her husband, not my lover. Those were my thoughts as he got into bed with me. It was his bed; he’d bought it, and the playroom at the end of the corridor. I’d heard him pad along the landing and go for a pee in the night, noting that he hadn’t bothered to switch the landing lights on. I’d thought he...Read On

As I write this, I’m still enjoying the comfort of orgasmic bliss. It’s all so fresh in my mind but I feel the need to start from the beginning because it was the perfect build up to this moment. In the swingers lifestyle, we regularly meet people who we call friends — and some are one-offs, never to be seen again. Some remain in your mind as really good. Others not so much. I try to...Read On

While on a trip to Auckland I arranged to meet these two guys at a gay Nightclub.

It has been five weeks since I had 'any' physical contact with anyone so I've been rather horny, to say the least. Friday night was time to release some of my sexual tension. When I go to the big smoke I have to crash at a friends place which is great but being on their floor I couldn't really bring anyone home so that limits things a little. I have a profile online and I have been chatting...Read On

A sleepless hot night gives Mike the best view of his holiday - and a lot more!

It was just too hot for Mike to sleep. It was nearing the end of their two week holiday on the Island and the nights seemed to be getting hotter. Not that it worried Sally. His wife lay alongside him sleeping soundly. He slipped off the bed, pulled his light dressing gown on and went into the lounge of the apartment, quietly closing the door behind him. He slid back the door onto the...Read On

I slept the sleep of the unjust. Something had been woken, something in the deep parts of my psyche. It was good that Kate felt that reading Jess’s manuscript of the erotic humiliation and degradation of a Victorian lady at the hands of her maid, had given us the edge on Jessica, but it had clearly edged me in another way; perhaps two other ways. There was the obvious one, which was that I...Read On